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Busta Rhymes

Trevor Tahiem Smith, Jr., (born May 20, 1972), better known by his stage name Busta Rhymes, is an American rapper, producer and actor. Chuck D of Public Enemy gave him the alias Busta Rhymes after NFL wide receiver George "Buster" Rhymes. Early in his career, he was known for his wild style and fashion, and today is best known for his intricate rapping technique, which involves rapping at a fast rate with lots of internal rhyme and half rhyme, and to date has received eleven Grammy nominations for his musical work. About.com included him on its list of the 50 Greatest MCs of Our Time (1987–2007), while Steve Huey of Allmusic called him one of the best and most prolific rappers of the '90s. In 2012, The Source placed him on their list of the Top 50 Lyricists o… more »

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2002

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Here we go now, yea 
C'mon, yea, check it 

I said my solo jump off, been booming since nine-six 
My solo jump off, been booming since nine-six 
Hitting tripping the circuit breaker, flicking the light switch 
The kid like is he known for giving you wild hits 
I keep my name on the way on top of the now list 
Banging on every level, dropping the now shit 
It's like the feeling after watching a couple of flick 
And once you hear the kid, you'll be knowing the sound sick 
Spaz in the club, watching the crowd flip 
That's when I knew the crown was up for whoever the crown fit 
Nowadays while I go bag me a fine bitch 
Bitch watching my pocket, seeing we wild rich 
Shorty hoping we smelling nothing like foul fish 
While you swinging ass at the devil, claiming you righteous 
A lot of haters I'm knowing you like this 
While you floss unnecessarily, sipping on wild Crist' 

[Chorus] 
I say ladies, my Mercedes
Hold fo' in the back, two if you fat 
Feel it all in your gut, your neck and your back 
When you step up in the club I know you know how to act 
Hey soldiers, get your floss on 
Va-let in the lot, park the Yukon 
Shorty shaking her waist, and ripping her thong 
Now all my people are mugging and singing the song, I'm saying
Shit still booming in two-thousand and three 
My shit still booming in two-thousand and three 
And we don't give a f*ck about who you claiming to be 
My jewels blind bitches where they ain't able to see 
These fools try to talk just a little much to a G 
They say the wrong shit, they head just might end upside of a tree 
Clear my thoughts just a little, pass me a cup of tea 
Taking different constant boats, from the land to the sea 
I got my paper see, I ain't doing nothing for free 
Unless it's for the hood, it might cost you a small fee 
Niggaz all in the street, while I'm whipping the V 
Clever from New York to Chicago back to the D 
Check it, take it back like when I was flipping a key 
Boning chicks, holding titties like they was Pamela Lee 
You know I mastered the art and got it down to a tee 
And keep it going add enough spice, we holding the recipe 
Big paper we making, all of my crew agree 
Stack more and bust up a bottle of Hennessy 
In case you niggas ain't even knowing my pedigree 
Invested in resorts for the niggas who go and ski 
If you ain't know the streets is belonging to me 
I get my people from the hood and then take 'em all on a shopping spree
While you niggas is busy copping the pleas 
We busy blowing fronting like you ain't knowing my stee' 

[Chorus] 

Yea, snap yo' fingers, c'mon 

Here we go now, yea 
C'mon

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